The demon rebel looked crazy and laughed excitedly.

"Really?"

"I can't kill you?"

Right now!

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Followed by!

A needle pierced his primordial spirit.

At the same time, a large knife came out through the chest.

When you look down, you can still see the tip of the knife clearly.

The demon's pupils shrank, and his face was full of disbelief.

"What's going on?"

The demon rebel was shocked, and he felt that his vitality was weakening.

He struggled to turn his head.

I saw Long Feng smiling on his face and winking mischievously at him.

"You ......"

At this time, it was already very difficult for the demon to even speak.

"Don't worry!"

"You're just the beginning, I'll send the entire Demon God Sect to accompany you soon!"

Long Feng said softly.

"Ugh!"

The demon rebel opened his mouth, but finally did not say any words, and the primordial spirit dissipated.

Devil's rebellion, suddenly!

"Whew!"

Seeing the Demon Rebellion Yuan God turn into ashes, Long Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally slaughtered the big devil of the demon rebellion!

At this time, the strength of his whole body was also exhausted.

It's like it's falling apart.

And just now, the Yuan Shen and Holy Power continued to be consumed, although there was a Mixed Yuan Spirit Devouring Technique to recover.

It also made him feel mentally exhausted, and the upper and lower eyelids were like fighting.

The sleepiness came at a rapid pace, exactly the same as when he used to use the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife to exhaust his spirit.

Now, as soon as I relaxed, I immediately fell into a deep sleep.

"Boss!"

Although they had just raised their eyebrows to protect them, Kong Xuan and the others were still quite shocked.

At this time, he was even more bloody, but he didn't care.

In a flash, he had already come to Long Feng's side, picked him up and left this place.

Now!

The battlefield of gods and demons has not stopped collapsing.

It was only temporarily controlled by the four Chaos Gods and Demons.

The Raised Eyebrows Ancestor had already ordered all the Flood Wilderness Monks to return to the Flood Wilderness by taking the teleportation array.

"Boom!"

The battlefield of gods and demons was trembling, as if there had been a 10,000-magnitude earthquake.

Earth-shattering explosions.

The mountains collapsed, the earth fell, and the entire battlefield of gods and demons was a complete apocalyptic scene.

Countless Flood Monks panicked and wanted to flee from this place.

There was only one teleportation array, but there were too many cultivators here.

The battlefield of gods and demons is about to collapse, and even the teleportation array will be destroyed at that time.

Therefore, everyone wants to return to the flood as soon as possible.

The entire battlefield of gods and demons is becoming more and more chaotic, and a big war is about to break out.

At this time, several great saints and ancestral dragon Kunpeng and others also stabilized their injuries.

began to organize the monks of the Flood Desolation and withdraw from the battlefield of gods and demons in an orderly manner.

As time passed, the entire battlefield of gods and demons was rapidly shrinking.

Pieces of Chaos Arcana also began to peel off, each of which turned into a streamer and returned to its master.

The remaining few Chaos Demon Weapons were also controlled by the Ancestral Dragon.

It took a whole day for the Gods and Demons Battlefield to completely collapse.

The original location where the battlefield of gods and demons stood had become a huge whirlpool at this time.

In the center of this vortex is the passage to the Demon Realm.

However, the passage was now distorted.

In the black hole, there is a completely destructive storm, and there are bursts of ripples in time and space.

After a great battle, not only did the gods and demons disappear.

Even this passage has temporarily lost its role as a link between the two worlds.

I'm afraid even Long Feng can't think of it.

The collision between himself and the last move of the demon rebellion will produce such a powerful energy.

...............

I don't know how long it took!

Long Feng slowly opened his eyes.

What greeted you was an antique bedroom.

In the room, there is a burst of sandalwood smell, which is refreshing and uplifting.

"Damn, what kind of place is this!"

Long Feng was startled and immediately turned over and got up.

The Holy Core Dantian was also running rapidly, and the Holy Power was all over the body.

"Fortunately, the power is still there. ”

Long Feng immediately calmed down, his divine thoughts expanded, and he suddenly had a panoramic view of the radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

"Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"I actually returned to the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

Long Feng Daqi, "Am I not fighting the demon rebel on the battlefield of gods and demons?"

"No, the demon rebel has been slaughtered by me!"

His consciousness was still stuck in the battlefield of gods and demons, and the moment when he finally killed the demons.

"Hey, Brother Long Feng, are you awake?"

Just when Long Feng was still in a state of confusion, a nice voice sounded.

Then there is a warm fragrance of nephrite.

"Brother Long Feng, you've been sleeping for hundreds of years, you're really worried about me!"

", Sister Chang'e, why are you here?"

Looking at the beauty in his arms, Long Feng's eyes lit up, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Brother Long Feng, this is the Heavenly Sword Sect! Of course I'm here!"

Chang'e was puzzled.

With a hint of doubt on her face, Brother Long Feng couldn't be stupid!

In the past few hundred years, no matter what means everyone used, they couldn't wake up Long Feng.

Originally, they thought that under Long Feng's serious injury, the Yuan Shen was injured.

However, in the end, after raising his eyebrows and diagnosis, he learned that Long Feng only consumed too much mental power, which caused him to fall asleep.

"No, Sister Chang'e, are you saying that I have been sleeping for hundreds of years?"

Long Feng was shocked, for hundreds of years, this demon realm has not yet hit the flood wilderness.

"That's right, Brother Long Feng, you've been sleeping for more than four hundred years. ”

Chang'e blinked her eyes and said with a pure face.

"More than four hundred years, what happened to the Demon Realm?"

Long Feng's divine thoughts spread, and he didn't feel the demonic energy in the flood wilderness, and he was immediately relieved.

"Brother Long Feng, the last time you fought with the Demon Rebellion, you distorted the Demon Realm Passage into time and space, and in a short period of time, the Demon Realm can no longer be in the wilderness. ”

"What, this...... It's just wonderful!"

Long Feng was immediately overjoyed.

"Sister Chang'e, tell me what happened after I fell asleep. ”

Next.

From Chang'e's mouth, Long Feng knew the situation of the Flood Wilderness after the final battle on the battlefield of gods and demons.

After the collapse of the battlefield of gods and demons, Hongjun Dao Ancestor was resurrected in Zixiao Palace.

Under the leadership of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, many saint powerhouses swept away the leaves at the speed of the autumn wind, and pulled out the remnants of the demon clan hiding in the chaos one by one.

Since then, hundreds of years have passed.

During this time, the overall strength of the Honghuang Monk has once again increased a lot.

The human race has also completely occupied the flood wilderness and has become the protagonist of the flood wilderness.

The demon clan and the witch clan completely withdrew from the stage of the flood wilderness and retreated and cultivated on the Beiju Luzhou.

If you can't do it, you won't be born.

The Heavenly Sword Sect, on the other hand, has entered a semi-secluded state.

Kong Xuan, Demon Batian, Mo Ling, Zu Long, Kunpeng, Six-eared Macaque and others were all seriously injured in that war.

It has been healing for hundreds of years.

Even Sanxiao, the Bull Demon King, the Iron Fan and others are also in retreat and cultivating, actively becoming holy.

All in all, the desolate world has been quiet for hundreds of years.

Long Feng carefully digested Chang'e's words, and his heart suddenly rejoiced.

The closure of the Demon Realm Passage made him the happiest the most.

Just give him plenty of time.

He believed that when the passage was opened again, it would no longer be the Demon Realm encroaching on the Flood Desolation.